My last step was my first on a new journey; my body could rest, my eyes took over. The plateau stretched into night’s past and day’s birth. I stepped along my undiscovered throne on the world. The wind whipped up; I tightened my hood, a king surveying his greatest achievement.
In years at the summits, I’d never seen such heaven. Our mountain’s cousins bathed in the same rosy morning glow. Their points were sharp and jagged all around us, jutting into the blueing sky, their glaciers sparkling like newly-discovered gems.
They simply reminded us where we were: higher, taller, on top of the world.
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